The Desperate Dragon
Just a little something I wrote for my mate, nothing too long or fancy
The dragon whined against the ball gag jammed between his teeth in desperate need and strained against his bonds, very aware of his sensitive, throbbing length, and heavy balls in need of release. He heard footsteps in the house, and shook his head, trying to dislodge the blindfold covering his eyes. It had been four weeks since his mate had last let him reach orgasm. First, there had been a week filled with hard, rough fuckings, but no orgasm for the poor dragon. The second week had none of the rough sex, instead his mate gave him nothing but light, gentle touches and rubs, keeping the dragon highly aroused, though far from the edge. The door slowly opened, and the dragon heard a soft, brief purr from his wolftiger mate, as the dominant male entered, to inflict more painful arousal on his bonded dragon. The dragon's length throbbed in anticipation of whatever his mate had planned; a welcome change from the third and fourth weeks of this torture, where his genitals were kept encased in a chastity cage. Now, his dark purple length was free to throb, and leak, and be tortured by light carresses. He felt a paw wrap around his length and squeeze, and he gasped around the gag, as he felt his hardness pulse, firing a small shot of pre splashing onto his onyx scales. "My, someone's eager today..." he heard the wolftiger's voice growl softly in his ear, "I'll bet somebody's got quite a bit saved up in his balls..." the dragon felt a paw grab his balls--rough, tight, hard, exhilarating...the paw squeezed his balls again, and the dragon mrowled and tensed up, another few drops of pre escaping. As soon as the drops escaped his length and started to drip down the head, he felt pawpads touch it and rub it in, those pawpads sliding over the dragon's sensitive cockhead, making the dark-scaled lizard gasp and squirm, spurting more clear fluid onto the wolftiger's paws. The wolftiger started slowly stroking that hard draconic length, making the scaled one gasp with each stroke, spilling more pre each time. The dragon tried to hump up, but the leather bands holding him to the bed prevented most motion, leaving him with nothing to do but whimper and moan, as his mate's paw brought his sensitive length closer and closer to the release his sore balls desperately needed. There! He was almost there! He mrewled and trembled as his balls pulled up, and... And... Suddenly, the pleasent grip vanished from his cock, leaving him to whine, as his length throbbed and leaked. The wolftiger chuckled. "No, not yet...maybe, after Master's had his fill..." He felt his bonds being undone, then rough paws grabbing his hips and flipping him over. A paw on the back of his head pushed his face deep into the bed, while another wrapped a belt tightly around the dragon's body, pinning down his wings. Then, both paws moved back to his hips, claws digging in, as the dragon felt the wolftiger's barbed length against his tailhole, teasing for the briefest of seconds, before plunging in deep, spreading the dragon's hole wide open. The dragon whined into his gag, his head sideways and pushed down into a pillow, his ass raised, the wolftiger's thick, throbbing meat splitting him and violating him. His mate's cock thrust in deep, spreading him wider and making him mrewl in pleasure, before pulling out and leaving him empty and wanting, then pressing back in again. The dragon felt utterly used...and utterly enriched. The wolftiger picked up speed, roughly fucking the submissive dragon, his knot already engorged and bumping against the dragon's tailhole, threatening to stretch it even wider. In response, the dragon mrewled and whined, pressing back, wanting his mate to tie with him...and his mate complied with a heavy thrust, spreading the dragon wide, that throbbing knot pressing hard against his prostate and causing his draconic length to throb and leak a steady stream of pre. Then, the wolftiger howled, and bit down hard on the dragon's neck, before unleashing a torrent of his hot, sticky seed, flooding the dragon's bowels. Then, those jaws left his neck, the cock was wrenched from his now-loose hole, and he was flipped back onto his back, panting in desperate need. "Maybe next week..." the wolftiger said with a chuckle, as the dragon felt a large plug forced into his hole, keeping him widely stretched, before his bonds were re-applied. He heard the door shut as his mate left, and he shivered. His ass was sore from the fucking, and his cock and balls were sore from his pent-up arousal...and all he wanted was more...